Ten days have passed since Hokking Ruth was imprisoned.

In the revolving arena, the lifting platform slowly began to descend from the top floor, and Lev Jo placed a lot of cloth bags on the lifting platform, which were full of food, and Lev Jo pulled the lifting rope, and his mouth habitually shouted: "Send food... Sent food. ”

Perhaps the slaves were hungry and looked out of their cells, waiting for the portion of food to be distributed to them.

"Father..." Hawking Tony watched as Lev Joe used the lift platform to reach the 23rd floor where he was, and went from cell to cell to distribute food.

"This kid is here to distribute food again," Hawking Ruth had just finished speaking, and Lev Jo came to the cell door, "Hey, hey..." He smiled and said to Hawking Ruth: "Master... Don't blame me, I'm here to be with you," he said, opening the door of his cell and walking in, handing a lot of food to Hocking Ruth and Hokking Tony.

When handing food to Hawking Tony, Lev Jo accidentally touched Hawking Tony's hand, and both of them shrank their hands in embarrassment, bowing their heads slightly, showing a little shyness.

"Hey, hey..." Hawking Ruth noticed the actions of the two, smiled and took the food from Lev Jo's hand, and said to break the deadlock, "Don't eat it? ”

Lev Jo watched Hawkingruth take away the piece of meat in his hand, scratched his head a little naively, and laughed, "I'm sorry Master... I was so busy bringing food to Tony that I forgot about you, Master. ”

"It's okay... It's okay," Hokking Ruth waved his hand, "Someone feels sorry for my daughter, it's too late for me to be happy." ”

"What did Father say" Hawking Tony was a little shy, but immediately looked at Lev Joe again and said: "And you, who allowed you to call me Tony, I haven't agreed yet." ”

"I'm sorry," Lev Jo looked naïve again, avoiding Hawking Tony's gaze.

"Okay, okay" Hawkingruth finished eating the piece of meat in his hand, picked up another piece, continued to eat it in his mouth, and said, "Lev Jo... Don't you have to send food to the slaves below? You don't have to accompany us, and it doesn't hurt to come back later. ”

Lev Jo looked at Hawkingruth and then at Hawking Tony, then stood up, "Then the disciple will go and distribute the food first." ”

Hockinruth nodded, and watched Lev Joe get out of the cell.

Hawking Tony also poked his head out from behind Hawking Ruth and quietly looked at Lev Joe as he left the cell.

"What for?" said Hockinruth, "reluctant to that kid?"

"No," Hawking Tony looked a little shy and turned his head away.

Hokking Ruth smiled, but after a while, his face darkened, and he said to Hocking Tony: "Tony... Father can see that you are interested in that kid. ”

"Father," Hawking said, looking at his father.

Hawking Ruth touched Hawking Tony's head, and said a little sadly: "Father can't let you continue to live, seeing that you have found someone you like, my father is very happy, and Lev Jo, this kid is good to you, every time I come, I think of you, and forget that I am the master who is recognized by himself, but the lives of our father and daughter, I don't know how long I can stay, my father feels very sorry for you." ”

Hawking Tony grabbed Hawking Ruth's hand and comforted: "It's okay father, with you, I don't feel like I have anything to be afraid of now." ”

"Hmm," Hocking Ruth patted Hocking Tony's hand as well.

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Lev Joe ascended the lifting platform and continued to the lower level with the food, distributing the food to the slaves below.

Layer by layer, suddenly there was some noise in Lev Jo's ears, standing on the lifting platform, Lev Jo looked down, it turned out to be the lowest level of the ground whirlpool arena, and the fighting arena was going on with slaves.

It turns out that the fighting ground of the Arena is underground, the lowest floor.

On the penultimate floor, there are very few spectators in the arena, most of them are slave owners, shouting for their own slaves in the arena.

"Kill," a slave owner shouted, his face very excited, and his arms waving continuously.

"Ah~~~" In the arena, one slave screamed and punched another slave in the cheek.

The slave who was hit by the fist hurriedly took a few steps back, bowed his head slightly and shook his head, as if he had come to his senses a little, raised his head sharply, and looked at the slave opposite, the appearance of this face was Borg.

Borg, with his arms on either side of his cheeks, looked at the slave opposite, trying to protect his head with his arms.

A voice came from the stands, "This guy is a little absent-minded today." ”

A soldier in military uniform walked over to the person who spoke and saluted in parallel: "Your Royal Highness the Prince." ”

The person who spoke turned his head to look at the saluting soldiers, and it turned out to be Toby Yuki and his own Captain of Ten.

The ten-division turned his head to look at Borg in the arena and said to Toby Yuki, "His Royal Highness the Prince... This guy has been sent out for several days in a row, I think he is also tired, if he wins in a while, it is better to let him rest for a few days, after all, he has also been with us for a few months, and he has not died until now, which means that he is good at his skills, and it is also helpful for the king's bet, so he doesn't need to be here to let him die. ”

"Hmm" Toby Yuki shook his fingers, "What you said has some truth, hey, don't say it, since Caesar's kid escaped, this guy and the illegitimate son of the Demon King have performed quite well." ”

"Yes," the Ten-Captain echoed.

Toby Yuki looked at Borg in the arena again, and said to the Ten-Captain: "But this battle, but it depends on him, if he dies now, I can't blame me." ”

"Chase after victory," shouted a slave owner in the stands, "Go up and kill him." ”

Although he didn't say Toby Yuki, it was up to the master to beat the dog, no matter how Borg said it, he was also his own slave, and he didn't want his slave to lose, so he said to the Borg below: "If you win, I'll let you rest for a few days, I don't want you to die here in this life." ”

"Ah~~~" the slave on the opposite side roared and rushed up again.

As soon as Borg saw that the opponent was menacing, he raised his arm to block the opponent's fist, and his body took a step back.

The slave on the other side was still aggressive, and then waved his left arm.

"Hmm" Borg whispered, swung his elbow, resisted the opponent's attack, protected his face, stared at the other party with his eyes, observing the opponent's attack at any time, and suddenly kicked his feet, and immediately jumped backwards, and then the opponent's feet jumped up and kicked twice in the air.

Fortunately, Borg dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been kicked to the ground.

"Huh~~~" Borg let out a sound, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he jumped up violently, and with a swing of his elbow, he pressed towards the other party.

The slave on the opposite side did not show weakness, raised his elbow and struck at it, but when the strength of the two bodies was equal, Borg was bound to be stronger with the power of his body.

"Ah~~~" The two roared and struck each other, and the slave on the opposite side was beaten back a few steps by the force of the downward pressure.

Seeing this, Borg's foot that had just landed kicked violently again, and his body rushed forward, pulled his arm away, and punched out the slave in front of him.

The slave who was facing him hurriedly put his arms on his chest, and a fierce force hit the slave's arm, and the body that had not been stabilized before fell backwards by this punch, and his shoulder and back fell directly to the ground.

"Ah~~~" Borg screamed again, raised one foot and aimed at the waist of the slave opposite, and kicked it.

"Woo~~~" The slave snorted and bent his body.

Borg's half-lunge body opened his arms again, clenched his fists, and punched the opponent straight to the door.

"Ah~~~" The other party's head flicked on the ground, and his eyes were in a trance, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

"TMD~~~ waste" The slave owner saw that his slave was almost powerless to fight back, and began to scold.

Borg grabbed the slave's head and slammed it into the brick-paved ground.

"Knock~~~" There was a heavy impact, the slave's eyes were slightly closed, his eyes were a little white, and his hands and feet trembled unconsciously.

"Ah~~~" Borg didn't feel sympathy for the slave either, and grabbed the slave's head again and slammed it on the ground.

"Knock~~~" Another crash, the slave's trembling limbs tensed suddenly, trembled twice, and then stopped moving, and the back of the head hit the place, a lot of blood has flowed out.

Borg put down the slave's head and stood up.

At this time, a voice in the middle of the field said: "The victory and defeat have been decided." ”